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  A thick, eerie fog permeated the entire space, like a black sea of clouds, with continuous mountain peaks hidden within, faintly visible. The dark sky and earth were like a nightmare space filled with mournful and fearful atmosphere. Strange and grotesque rocks seemed to be hiding demons that could transform into man-eating monsters at any time.

  At this time, two strands of black fog swept across without leaving a single trace, like a gentle breeze blowing, light and nimble, yet possessing an unimaginable speed that surpassed the wind. The withered branches and debris on the ancient tree, which had been bearing the weight for hundreds of years, quietly fell off, and between the floating clear fogs, the debris seemed even more delicate, silently and soundlessly drifting to the ground, turning into rotten mud.

  Suddenly, two strands of black mist stopped sweeping and stayed on a desolate mountain top. The mist became light and ethereal, and vaguely, two figures could be seen hiding in it.

  Hidden in the light fog, were Wei Ziming and Luo Qing, the two of them raised their heads to gaze forward, if they looked through the black mist, they could see that their eyes were filled with shocked expressions.

  In front of the two, a towering giant peak stood between heaven and earth. However, due to the entire space being filled with black aura, the two could not see this giant peak clearly. The only thing they could see was an enormous black shadow, along with an overwhelming and majestic aura that rushed towards them.

  Although they couldn't see the giant peak clearly, at this moment, Wei Ziming and the other person truly felt their own insignificance, and a look of shock also appeared in their eyes. Because in the eyes of the two people, the huge shadow in front of them was connected to the sky curtain. Such a giant peak was absolutely the first time they had encountered it.

  "This is indeed the Lingyaojian! It's no wonder that it was forged by a saint with great power, the foundation of Rosethorn is profound, but now it has lost its former vitality, what a pity!" Luo Qing gazed at the massive black shadow in front of him and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

  "The Alchemy Temple is right above this Spiritual Medicine Peak, the formula for 'Breaking Boundary Nirvana Dan' might be stored within the Alchemy Temple." Luo Qing continued to say.

  "I hope this trip won't disappoint me!" Wei Ziming's face was calm, but his eyes showed a hint of anticipation as he spoke.

  "Hey, don't worry, Subing. The book 'World Chronicle' is a compilation of strongmen from the Rosethorn family, which contains very detailed information about the 'Boundary Transcendence Pill', while other information is extremely rough. It can be seen that the strongman has an obsession with the 'Boundary Transcendence Pill'. Although he didn't have the ability to refine this treasure pill, it's likely that the formula was collected and stored by him." Luo Qing looked at Wei Subing, who showed a face full of expectation, but he could feel his inner anxiety and unease, so he spoke out to comfort him.

  Weizi Ming was indeed somewhat apprehensive, fearing that this trip would not yield the formula for the 'Breaking Boundary Nirvana Pill', which he needed to repair Weizi Wu's dantian and revive his dream of becoming a strong practitioner.

  'Po Jing Nie Pan Dan' is the only thing he knows that can repair his shattered dan Tian, so no matter what the cost, he must obtain one 'Po Jing Nie Pan Dan', and obtaining the dan formula is the first step.

  "Thank you, Luo Qing!" Wei Ziming took a deep breath, and the anxiety in his heart gradually subsided. His face immediately revealed an extremely determined expression.

  Lu Qing nodded slightly and shook his head, indicating that there was no need to thank him. He knew that Wei Ziming's gratitude was because he had always unconditionally helped him, and sincerely thanked himself for it.

  "Wei Zi Wu has such a brother, he's really lucky" Luo Qing said with a smile.

  "No! Having such an elder brother is my good fortune!" Wei Ziming also slightly shook his head, disagreeing with Luo Qing's point of view.

  "Let's go! The sooner we arrive at the Alchemy Temple, the more time we'll have."

  As soon as Wei Ziming's voice fell, the misty aura around him stirred slightly and instantly enveloped him, then this mass of fog rapidly swept forward.

  Looking at the swift and fierce aura in front of him, Luo Qing didn't hesitate for a moment, directly following after it. At the same time, he silently thought to himself "Being able to have such brothers is also my good fortune."

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  Through the thick fog, across the vast expanse of space, one can see on the summit of Lingshan Peak a magnificent and majestic building. This is the Dan Palace on Lingshan Peak. On the stone wall in front of the grand gate of this palace, the three ancient and weathered characters "Dan Palace" are engraved.

  From these three big characters, a hint of extraordinary and transcendent aura can be faintly felt, and it can be inferred that these three characters were left behind by the saint Roser. Also because of this reason, these few words have been passed down, not corrupted by time.

  However, time cannot erase these three words, but the ominous aura that fills the air has given them a mottled appearance of decay after a hundred years of erosion. As a result, these three words only leave behind an extremely weak breath of energy, as if they could be erased at any moment.

  Behind this stone wall, the three-zhang-high thick gate of the palace entrance has been completely corroded, leaving only some iron-rust-like marks on the ground.

  As for the walls built with hard rocks, it's like they've been drenched in acid rain for a hundred years, becoming as ugly and rotten as decayed wood, covered in rust spots. With just a light pinch of your fingers, the once extremely hard rocks would turn into powder and flow down from between your fingers.

  The grand gate is deep and empty, the walls are rusty and covered in black fog, deathly still, without a hint of life, giving people a sense of eerie horror. This palace seems like a fortress inhabited by ghosts.

  "Hehe~~"

  Suddenly, a strange sound came from the front of the already rotten alchemy temple.

  The sound was like that of a person walking on a road covered with rotten leaves, the rustling of the rotten leaves underfoot. The sound was very faint, but in this dead silence, it seemed extremely clear.

  After a moment, a tall black figure slowly emerged from the thick fog. As the mist dispersed, this tall figure could be clearly seen.

  What was even more unbelievable, however, was that this tall figure turned out to be a terrifying corpse with a gruesome face, sharp fangs and claws, and scaly blue skin.

  This is a strange corpse, it walks very slowly, different from the violent and evil corpses.

  Those scarlet eyes, the color of tears and blood was extremely pale, like a thin gauze, only a hint of color, but instead had a sense of fierce madness from the scorching heat. The scarlet eyes were like two burning flames of blood color, giving people a scorching feeling.

  The attribute of the evil spirit was originally gloomy and cold, but in this one corpse, it seemed to have added a hint of fiery heat.

  This strange corpse didn't go to fight for food, its scarlet eyes were like two blood-colored flames, but in the bloody color, there was a kind of confusion, as if it had lost its soul, giving people a dull and confused feeling.

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